..meets the ole angel... John I decided to go on though it me so You your memory and I lost my soul Was it good, was it bad, was it the same the past darkly, and we lost the game I never how things really went And where this angel is, and she meant She we were in the land of metals And we the wrong decision and we found only death The World - you see - is in your You see the truth and you see the How is the world so bad? up to you what you want to add John But you see, this poor friend, how is he in the world of confusion - deep in the mud How can you tell it's own fault what he You a yell of death and then he was hid How can you tell it was what you did? You took us away our normal trip It makes no sense to come to die Is there sense at all, I still try? The World - you see - is in your He will be well, he can feel his In this on one can die It's up to you, if you to lie Doe: (Everyday you to survive) We are poor, lost and we don't know how We can pass this we are in, now We are living in the of poverty We don't even if "I" am for "me" You threw us there into this Or the two kinda metals, when I choose see If it's I'll be dead, if it's right I'll be free how I'm gonna pay for my destiny The Don't be scared, you see you eyes You see the and you see the lies Go and your friend with you It's up to you if you to move Jone Move, The Move!